Deaf Dog Pic of the Day

This is Shadowfax.  No other words are necessary as this one photo perfectly sums up her entire essence. 

The Bear Family Travels South

My friend that I have known since second grade, Stacey, got married in Auburn, AL last month. She married a very nice Italian fellow named Antonio. John opted to stay home. He said that driving through the Deep South in a rental car with the Bear Family was a nightmare of his.  (John here - Yes, I've actually had a very visceral and horrific dream about being stuck wandering through the South, confined in a rental car with Alycia and her family.  It was a terrifying dream.)

My parents played multiple roles in the ceremony: my dad escorted Stacey down the aisle, and my mom found readings for my dad to present, as well as hemming the suit for Stacey's adorable son, Jonathan.

Below, they're with Stacey's department chair who officiated the ceremony. 

Along with going to the wedding, my parents and I had a little bit of time to do some sightseeing. Stacey had suggested going to the Little White House in Warm Springs, GA so we stopped by on our way to Auburn from Atlanta. As you can read from the sign, FDR came to Warm Springs to seek relief from the polio that affected his legs.

The presidential compound was actually very small. The president's cabin was in the middle (with bedrooms for the president, the first lady, and his personal secretary), with a guest house on one side (with 2 single beds in it) and servants' quarters on the other (with 2 bedrooms). It was very quiet and peaceful there. Basically the only indication that it was a retreat for a president were the sentry posts spread out in the woods around the house.

Shaak Ti's Sweater

After a successful sweater venture with Shadowfax, my mom decided that Shaak Ti needed a sweater too. After all you can't have one of the grand-dogs running around with a sweater and one go sweaterless.  Here are the photos from her first sweater fitting.

Shadowfax was a little bit jealous that she wasn't getting the same level of attention as Shaak Ti.  We tried to explain that she already had her sweater experience, but she wanted no part of the explanation. 

A sweater fitting can turn into a tummy rub session at the drop of a hat.  I can personally vouch for this fact.  

Grandma takes some measurements to make sure that it fits nice and tight on Shaak Ti's tummy. 

One person measures, one person gives Shaak Ti pets. 

Poor Shadowfax sits and waits for her turn for attention. 

Tito hangs out in his bed and is a shining beacon of indifference...and anger.  This is his "I frickin' dare you to try to put a damn sweater on me."

Grandpa can't help much on the sweater knitting front, but he's always available to give lots of pets. 

All this attention is making her sleepy.

While my mom loves all of our dogs, Shaak Ti is her favorite. Here they're having a nice talk, which ended with Shaak Ti giving grandma a kiss. 

Pileated Woodpecker Video

Pileated woodpeckers have been making regular, usually daily, visits to the bird feeders in the front yard.  These birds are pretty impressive and I enjoy watching them on the suet feeder have a snack. 

They're a pretty impressive bird and you can hear the audible "whoosh" of their wings when they take off. I didn't catch the woodpecker taking off from suet feeder in this video, maybe next time. 

Peony Blooms

The blog may have been quiet, but we've been busy bees here at the homestead.  Spring planting and clean up projects, along with overdue hardscape additions and modifications are enough to keep any gardener busy. But we had a much needed week long vacation at the end of May and had to accomplish everything in a compressed time frame.  The inevitable result was a lack pictures and postings. 

It's amazing what a week away can bring.  We left North Dakota with cool Spring weather, no mosquitoes, and the last of the bulbs blooming.  We returned to find the lawns fully emerged from dormancy and growing rapidly, warm late-Spring weather, mosquitoes aplenty, and the annuals that we had planted before departing starting to establish themselves.  Oh, and we came back to the peonies blooming. 

The peonies don't bloom for very long, perhaps just two or three weeks.  But it's quite a show when they do bloom, huge profusions of brightly colored blossoms.  Before the vacation I also (finally!) found system for staking the peonies that works great...I'll detail that in another post. 

As always, my supervisors watched from their perch, making sure I'm not slacking off.  They're true taskmasters, regularly barking at me to work faster. 

Crazy Spring Weather in North Dakota

Spring weather here in North Dakota has some wild swings.  Thunderstorms, hot days, sudden cold snaps, you name it, it can and does happen.  Two weeks ago it was 80 degrees and we were in the midst of a drought, everyone was talking about how little precipitation the area had received.  Farmers were able to get out into the fields and start planting, some a month or more ahead of schedule.

Then over the last week, we've gotten multiple inches of rain, almost 2 inches on Sunday alone.  The rain front passed through and now we're getting booming cold North winds and even a little bit of snow.  Yes snow, in Mid May.  The white blurry spots on the picture below are snowflakes.  It wasn't a blizzard or anything, but off and on snow showers most of the day. 

The final oddity was temperatures down to 27 degrees last night, a hard frost.  I had to scramble and cover the few annuals that I'd already planted so they didn't get frost bitten.  The good news is that the rest of the week is forecast for sunny and pleasant, and then we're nearing the time of year (late-May) where it would be REALLY strange to get a frost. 

Blast from the past: Graduation Time

The other day my mom brought me something that I guess has been hiding in a closet for the past 19 years. It was a poster of the U.S. that I made using the return addresses of all the schools that recruited me during high school. Nearly all of the schools contacted me for track, though a few were for general academics. I was called to our high school's administration office on a regular basis to pick up these letters - some schools sent me multiple letters (note that athletic recruiting is very different now with email and social media, none of which was around in 1996). I tried to count the schools and I came up with 92, but it's possible that I miscounted.

While it was fun to see the poster, I'm not quite sure what to do with it now. I felt that a blog post might be the best way to send it on its way. John thinks that since we spent the time to laminate it, I should keep it, but I'm not sold on the idea yet. Any suggestions?

Mississippi River Recreation Area - Part 2

The continuation of our tour through Minneapolis in April.  You can read Mississippi River Recreation Area - Part 1 if you happened to miss the first installment of this exciting series. 

On Saturday we made our way to the actual Mississippi River Recreation Area, which is a huge series of parks along both sides of the river throughout the city.  We specifically wanted to find the couple of places where we I could find a Passport Stamp, because well that's the most important thing in the world!!

This particular wildlife station had an impressive collection of stuffed creatures on display and a pretty cool exhibit for kids.

It was a beautiful day though, and we wanted to stretch our legs on the walking path along the Mississippi River.  The river level was low and exposed sandy beaches in many spots. 

The website description for the Recreation Area said that there was a Great Blue Heron nesting site along the walking path.  But after a discussion with the Ranger on duty it turned out that high water had washed away the favorite nesting site a few years ago and the Great Blue Herons had relocated several miles South to a treed island in the middle of the river. 

The nesting site was located in a park in a slightly sketchy part of town, on the river and next to a power plant.  Not terribly scenic. 

All of those dark blotches in the trees are Great Blue Heron nests.  It was a pretty impressive number of nests, and there were several birds hovering around for most of the time we were there. 

Lots of Great Blue Herons. 

John seemed particularly nervous about the area.  Something about the sketchy neighborhood, remnants of campfires in the sand, and beer cans made him concerned.  But how often would we get to see a Great Blue Heron nesting site?  

That's the tour.  We'll return to our regularly scheduled programming of gardening, deaf dogs, and gluten free antics in our next post (maybe).